I Smashed Their Royal Dream Chapter 09

I Smashed Their Royal Dream Chapter 09

The next day, Damon showed up at my company, just as I’d expected.

He’d cleaned himself up and looked presentable again.

I gave him an impatient look.

“If you’ve decided to go through with the divorce, then let’s get it done.”

“If you’re here for anything else, we have nothing to talk about.”

Damon’s expression darkened.

“I went to my company today.”

“They told me I’d been fired for job abandonment because I’d been gone too long.”

“And you told them I cheated on you and left with another woman.”

“Were you already prepared for Owen and me never coming back?”

“And that antique bronze mirror-you smashed it, didn’t you?”

I raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Still, it was only a matter of time before Damon figured it out.

The floating comments all warned me not to admit it.

I gave a quiet hum anyway.

“You guessed right.”

“I did.”

His eyes widened, and he went ballistic.

“Owen and I could’ve come back!”

“But because you shattered the antique bronze mirror, we were trapped there, abused and

tortured!”

“This is all because you destroyed the mirror!”

“You’re the reason my son and I ended up like this!”

“I’m calling the police, Bree!”

“I’m calling the police!”

I let out a cold laugh.

“Go ahead.”

“No one trusts you, honey. Do you want to tell them that stupid story?”

“So you’re saying smashing one mirror did all this to you?”

“Damon, tell that story to anyone and they’ll think you’re crazy!”

The moment the words left my mouth, Damon lunged at me and clamped both hands around my

throat.

It became harder and harder to breathe.

But my expression didn’t change.

My lack of reaction only made Damon angrier.

His grip tightened.

A security guard rushed over and pulled him off me while one of my coworkers called the police.

Psat on a bench for half an hour before a police officer finally came out of Damon’s interview room.

Then he took me into the room next door.

He got straight to the point.

“Your husband showed us his injuries.”

“He says you caused them.”

I gave a bitter smile.

“You’ve seen those injuries yourself.”

“He’s around six feet tall and weighs over 175 pounds.”

“How could I possibly have done that to him?”

The officer nodded.

“I checked the records.”

“You filed a missing-person report before, right?”

I nodded.

“Yes.”

Aweek before they went missing, my husband brought home a pregnant woman.”

“He never told me who she was, but I could tell the baby was probably his.”

“After the baby was born, they disappeared.”

“I was angry, but I still reported them missing right away.”

My voice caught.

I paused for a moment before continuing.

“Then they suddenly came back last night.”

“When I saw them covered in injuries, I was shocked too.”

“They said that woman did this to them.”

“So I started wondering if maybe they’d been lured into some shady organization.”

“I’ve already decided to divorce him.”

“But I’d still like you to look into what happened to them.”

The police officer didn’t say much.

He just told me to go home for the time being.

The next evening, they called me back in.

“Did you use to have a mirror at home?”

I nodded.

“Yes.”

“He picked it up at an antique market.”

“But I smashed it when I moved.”

“Where is it now?”

“At my new place.”

“It belonged to him, so I didn’t throw it away.”

“Can we have someone go back with you and pick it up?”

“Sure.”

About an hour later, the police had the mirror.

The officer went back into Damon’s interview room.

This time, they brought me in too.

The moment Damon saw me, he became agitated.

But his attention quickly snapped to the mirror.

“That’s it!”

“That’s the mirror!”

“That’s how I crossed into another world!”

The officer looked at him blankly.

“Then go ahead.”

“Try it now.”